#assortedsnacks

[ardenssolis]

PHARAOH'S FINALLY OPENED HIS HEART TO THE CUTENESS OF THE HUMBLE YET ALL POWERFUL HIPPOS !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

DON'T SPREAD LIES!!!! IT'S ONE HIPPO! ONE!!!!!

[zangyo]

hey

     HE'S ALREADY WALKING AWAY. Mahito who? Don't know him.

[darabeatha]

    ❝ Gghhgg... So loud... ❞

[guhamun]

you will never understand the bdsm community or whatever me and my nobunaga-kou have got goin on, masamune.

I WOULD LIKE TO have my memory wiped of everything you just said.

[lunaetis]

@assortedsnacks replied:

lucky vc i'm built different. if you eat it fast enough you can trick your tummy into not even knowing you ate chocolate

─「美沙夜」─  " i don't think that's — " a pause. yep, she was sure that's not how it works, but he seemed so eager to eat them. so after another second or two, and placed a hand on his head and ruffled his hair. " there's actually an alternative to it called carob. it'd be safe for you. how about i make those for you ? what kind of chocolate treat do you want, anpu ? "

[igniferous]

a hand lifts and twitches, nearly settling onto the top of the other's head - bewildered for but a single moment, kikkou can only laugh at his own instinct, before attempting to explain. ' i had thought you were one of my brothers, ' fair-faced, golden haired! ' my apologies. i hadn't intended to make it seem like i would touch you without permission. force of habit, you know? ' and they really did, for whatever reason, remind him of monoyoshi ... ! ( @kikkoued )

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AND  THIS  ONE  seems  every  bit  as  presumptuous  as  a  certain  brother  of  his,  as  well ;  arguably  a  connotation  far  less  favorable  to  invoke.   At  the  very  first  hint  of  wandering  fingers  approaching  in  his  peripheral,  Wolfram,  ever  so  disinclined  to  the  physical  touch  of  a  stranger,  all  but  reels  back  where  he  stands  as  though  it  were  the  swipe  of  a  dagger  he'd  evaded.

The  same  bewilderment  mirrored  in  his  own  eyes  for  a  passing  beat,  two . . .

—  until  those  deceptively  amicable  features  would  contort  and  curdle  into  their  least  flattering  version  of  self,  likely  shattering  the  illusion  of  any  familiarity  between  the  two  of  them  well  before  the  first  syllable  spat  with  defensive  derision  ever  could,      〝  Good  of  you  to  remember  your  manners.   Who  knows  where  that  hand  has  been —!  〞

[koorinohebi]

"Hmn... Mitsuhide's sword... is kind of intense..." To put it nicely. There were other words that she wanted to use, but out of a bit of respect for Jubei-- although now that I think about it.

"..." And recollections of Mitsuhide's actions and temperament flashes in her mind whenever Nobunaga is concerned.

She folds her arms, smiling to herself. "It actually does check out after all. It's like they're cut from the same steel."

[viijaya]

@assortedsnacks​ / @grandspatriarch replied ; PRRR LDKJKDJDGGKKJ cheering for our super amazing turbo arju squad

      Turbo arju squad!!

[unmeinoniwa]

i love u

HEY ???? TSUN ???? WHERE DID THIS COME FROM ????? I WOULD ACTUALLY DIE FOR U !!!!! I LOVE U MORE AND IM GONNA BITE UR CHEEK

[nitonitonito]

@assortedsnacks​​ replied ; ritsuka's gonna give her a not that awkward hug  /  from:  𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐎 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 ! 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 ?

          ❝ —That is why you must not act so reckless !! as my ally, it is my duty as pharaoh and as your ally as well to make sure that you remain unharmed, yet you sure like to play on the very edge! What do you think would have happened if I didn’t find your glasses? Did you even get to see that you were about to get attacked?? How did you loose them to begin with ! Unaceptable! irresponsible! I am a pharaoh! pha-ra-oh ! not a caretak— ❞   And as she is about to continue her long lecture on safety and about her title of pharaoh that she’s (not so subtly) managed to repeat already twice in a row and how such title gave her a series of responsibilities and compromises, a sudden unwavering gentle warmth surrounds her frame- a completely foreign feeling slowly begins to unlock inside the ruler’s mind- albeit not instantly, no; it takes her aproximately...

          1...

                    2....

                              3.....                                               ....45678910111223 !?!?!?

         W-WAAAAAHHHHH!!!! 

What was he doing !!!! sure, she wasn’t as naive as to not know what a hug was, of course, but...But why her!!! why now!! no explanations either !?!  ❝ —P-P-Pharaoh privilege!! s-space!! space now!! ❞

[ardenssolis]

@assortedsnacks said (inbox):

' can you imagine it? ' the ancient once-king's gaze casts wide over the desert's horizon, ruins sticking up like dry bone carcasses, squatted upon and endlessly picked at by vultures and foolish treasure seeking thieves. the faintest hint of a narrow is made out by gilded eyes, the rest of him still, towering and dark. ' ... men do not build their castles and cities in places none can inhabit. but the waters have long dried up, and so have our pastures and homes withered and crumbled. ' he once believed in paradise; how foolish the very thought seemed now. ' iwiw. surely you were born into this time. when you gaze upon this desert ... what do you see? is it home or a hollow, or does it mean nothing to you, you who have nothing? ' ( @kmmba )

     ‘WHAT DO YOU SEE?’ Sometimes he could not wholly comprehend the mind of this being – this KING – who so looked like him but with colder gaze and lonelier continence. He was one who remembered endlessly the lands that had existed in the past, while Ozymandias recalled nothing save for his name. In a way, it was almost laughable how similar the two were, yet dissimilar at the same time as if this king was another him, a different him with a wholly different history. Silent, he said nothing for a time and merely watched that grand expanse of sand with a pensive stare; pondering the response that he could give to the other that would be…satisfactory. ❝It is both,❞ he finally replied, his darker gold sliding along dunes and ancient buildings long since fallen to time’s cruelty. ❝Being here among this sand reminds me of something that I miss, though at the same time, it makes me feel hollow.❞ But he felt that a great deal of times in his life as he wandered from place to place, selling wares and hoping, hoping, that something would fill that hole in his chest left by an intense sense of longing he could not quite understand.

     Did they too feel the same way? Was it kinder to not remember at all, or kinder to remember everything? ❝I wonder if you ever desire to wholly forget. Would you not be happier in that ignorant bliss? The pain you carry would not exist because there is nothing to remember.❞ He sighed, arms crossing over his chest. ❝Do not forget that you too have nothing. The land that you ruled is no more, your name, perhaps, forgotten by all. To the masses, the only thing that exists of you and the people you ruled over is the items left behind – items that others look upon for profit.❞ Like himself, for example. He did not dig about in ruins, but if he found something on his travels, it would be placed on a merchant’s stand the first opportunity he got. The history of the artifact meant nothing to him. It was just something that represented the coins that would sit in his pocket. ❝So, I return the same question to you.❞ He turned his gaze over to his shadow – piercing in its sharpness. ❝When you gaze upon this desert…what do you see? Is it a home or a hollow?❞

[zangyo]

WAIT WAIT 7:3 BEFORE YOU KILL ME CAN WE TALK ABOUT NIETZSCHE AND DOSTOYEVSKY AND THE INTERRELATION OF THEIR PHILOSOPHIES PLEASEEEEEE

-Anime glasses glare- Perish.

[darabeatha]

     There are two-

[castelleve]

@assortedsnacks​ SHHHHHHHHH YOU'RE RIGHT BUT SHHHH!!!!!!!

“If you insist, but I’m quite durable.”

[flovverworks]

guess what. kikkou's here to stick a flower in akira's hair and call them the loveliest at the ball!!!!

   Had it been someone they knew better, they would've smiled and given them a compliment in return, heart full of the pride and joy of seeing your dear friends enjoying themselves. But it's not, and so the words are delayed, eyes wide and cheeks tinted pink at the sudden exclamation. What were they supposed to say in reply to that? So straight-forward that Akira fumbles, hand reflexively reaching toward the flower as if in disbelief it really happened, and yet they couldn’t help but think how utterly in place the action felt. Like something out of a fairy-tale, setting and all, so magical and old-fashioned and so, so different from traffic lights and neon signs.

           " T-thank you ", they end up replying, the one out of place with yet another memory to treasure with all of their might. Fingers briefly touching petals before leaving it be; " I'll take care of it. "

[viijaya]

@assortedsnacks​​ / @grandspatriarch replied ; ritsu vc LET'S GO ARJUNA-SAN!!!!!!!

       Ah! Arjuna what is with that look !? ...he’s practically sparkling with pride!   ❝ You can always rely on me at any time, master. ❞